| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Memorabilia by Xenophon: To which Pericles: I am not so blind, Socrates, as to imagine you say
these words under the idea that I am truly so careful in these
matters; but rather your object is to teach me that the would-be
general must make such things his care. I admit in any case all you
say.
Socrates proceeded: Has it ever caught your observation, Pericles,
that a high mountain barrier stretches like a bulwark in front of our
country down towards Boeotia--cleft, moreover, by narrow and
precipitous passes, the only avenues into the heart of Attica, which
lies engirdled by a ring of natural fortresses?[31]
[31] The mountains are Cithaeron and Parnes N., and Cerata N.W.
The Memorabilia |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Wizard of Oz by L. Frank Baum: and noise, flew into the air and were soon out of sight.
The Wicked Witch was both surprised and worried when she saw
the mark on Dorothy's forehead, for she knew well that neither the
Winged Monkeys nor she, herself, dare hurt the girl in any way.
She looked down at Dorothy's feet, and seeing the Silver Shoes,
began to tremble with fear, for she knew what a powerful charm
belonged to them. At first the Witch was tempted to run away from
Dorothy; but she happened to look into the child's eyes and saw
how simple the soul behind them was, and that the little girl did
not know of the wonderful power the Silver Shoes gave her. So the
Wicked Witch laughed to herself, and thought, "I can still make
The Wizard of Oz |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from In a German Pension by Katherine Mansfield: almost say, and yet--all of us--how have we come home?"
"In a cart," said the only remaining joy, who sat upon his mother's lap and
felt sick.
We skirted the field that we had passed through, going round by the
cemetery. Herr Langen leaned over the edge of the seat and greeted the
graves. He was sitting next to the Advanced Lady--inside the shelter of
her shoulder. I heard her murmur: "You look like a little boy with your
hair blowing about in the wind." Herr Langen, slightly less bitter--
watched the last graves disappear. And I heard her murmur: "Why are you
so sad? I too am very sad sometimes--but--you look young enough for me to
dare to say this--I--too--know of much joy!"
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